Ruanjiaobao was forced to marry by Lord Hou again

Chapter 292 Return to Beijing!
The cold wind mixed with light snow passed over the towering city wall, and a group of convoys as neat as a march slowly approached the west gate of the capital.

Sitting on a tall horse at the front of the line was a young man wearing a black cloak. Under the wide cloak was a heavy golden armrest.

Behind him was the Black Banner Army.

Shen Zhan looked at the "Capital" plaque hanging on the city gate, and felt lost for a moment. At this moment, Yue Yang rode from behind the team, tightened the reins and said, "My lord, since the mistress said that since you are back, you should enter the palace, Go back to Ningbeihou Mansion."

Shen Zhan said calmly, "You take the Black Banner Army back to the camp first."

Yue Yang was startled, clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the four major long streets are still full of pedestrians.

The evening breeze brought the afterglow of the setting sun to add a touch of charm to this city that stretches thousands of miles. The Jiang family's carriage, which had just finished the full moon banquet of the Shangshu family, was driving on the long street facing the wind and snow.

Inside the carriage, Ye Lingwu was resting against the wall of the carriage covered with a down blanket.Just now, at the banquet, they were so useless that everyone was showing off how many children they had borne for their lord, mocking her overtly and secretly.

Jiang Yuan carefully picked up the silver charcoal in the brazier with pliers, and it took a long time before he said, "If you don't like going to the banquet, you won't go next time, or you can sit with me."

Ye Lingwu slowly opened her eyes, and said quietly: "If you can't stop other people's mouths, you are just deceiving yourself."

Jiang Yuan hooked the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

"... Shall we adopt a child?" Ye Lingwu murmured, uncertain about the thoughts of the people around her.

Jiang Yuan looked at her in surprise, and for a while, he couldn't help but laugh: "Aren't you deceiving yourself?"

Ye Lingwu was speechless.

At this time, there was a burst of noise outside the carriage, and someone shouted loudly—"It's Young Lord Shen! Young Lord Shen has returned from Northern Xinjiang! Young Lord Shen has returned from Northern Xinjiang!"

One sentence is like adding a spoonful of water to boiling oil, causing the entire long street to explode.

Ye Lingwu, who was still lazily leaning against the wall of the room, sat up straight at once, looked at Jiang Yuan and said, "Didn't you say that Lord Hou will not arrive in Beijing until a few days?"

Jiang Yuan shrugged with a smile: "Who knows such a thing?"

It would take at least [-] days to go south from northern Xinjiang to the capital at a normal speed, but if the horse speeds up, it is not uncommon to arrive in Beijing within [-] days.

Ye Lingwu looked at the closed windows, hesitated for a moment, then lifted the warm curtain with one hand, and the cold wind blew into the compartment.

From a distance, I saw a black "Shen" flag fluttering in the wind. Under the flag was an orderly team. The four-horse cart in the team showed the status of the owner of the team.

The two sides gradually approached, and Ye Lingwu finally saw the man at the head of the team clearly. He hadn't seen him for three years, and his appearance hadn't changed much. He was still wearing a golden crown and a long ponytail. Like a god who can only be looked up to on a high mountain, it is a nobleness that ordinary people cannot touch.

Perhaps because his eyes were too hot, the man on the tall horse noticed the carriage approaching the team and saw the little face poking out of the window.

The eyes that had been dead all day loosened at this moment.

With just one glance, Shen Zhan quickly retracted his gaze without a trace, and continued to stare ahead, as if the heartbeat at that moment did not exist.

The team passed by the carriage. Before that, Ye Lingwu wanted to say hello, but when she saw Shen Zhan's cold face, she couldn't speak.

The night is cold as water.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance of tea, and the candles were brightly lit. Ye Lingwu knelt in front of the desk and didn't turn a page for a long time. Although her eyes fell on the account book, her eyes and thoughts were obviously drifting away.

Rongxiu came into the room with the freshly made pastry, and seeing Ye Lingwu propping her head in a daze, she slowly knelt down beside her, put the pastry on the desk and said, "What is the mistress thinking?"

Ye Lingwu came back to her senses and sighed softly: "It's nothing."

As soon as the words fell, footsteps came from outside the door. The master and servant looked for the sound, and saw Jiang Yuan walking around the screen.

Rongxiu hurriedly bowed her head, but Ye Lingwu was a little strange: "Why are you here?"

This study is expressly forbidden for anyone except her personal envoy to enter. On weekdays, Jiang Yuan would never come if there is nothing to do. It can be regarded as a world that only belongs to Ye Lingwu.

Jiang Yuan didn't answer, but Chao Rongxiu winked, Rongxiu understood and immediately got up and left the study.

Ye Lingwu frowned, and said nervously, "Is something important happening?"

"...That's right." Jiang Yuan lifted the hem of the snow-green brocade robe slightly, and sat down opposite her.

Ye Lingwu hesitated and said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yuan purposely put off an invitation, then took out an invitation card from his wide sleeve and put it on the table, saying, "The invitation card was personally issued by Mrs. Shen in the Marquis of Ningbei."

Ye Lingwu was a little surprised and said: "Master Hou only arrived in Beijing in the afternoon, and the invitation came down so soon?"

Jiang Yuan said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for three years. As soon as I arrived in Beijing, I couldn't wait to declare it all over the city. One can imagine how much Mrs. Shen misses her."

"Back then, His Majesty agreed to the Marquis and Princess Jiayi to retreat to northern Xinjiang on the condition that Mrs. Shen stayed in the capital. In the past three years, Mrs. Shen lived alone in the huge Hou's mansion, and she didn't go out of the mansion once a year. Now the Marquis is back. , she should be the happiest." The smile on the corner of Ye Lingwu's mouth was somewhat bitter.

Jiang Yuan lowered his head slowly and remained silent.

Seeing her distraught, Ye Lingwu asked, "You have always been preoccupied since I came back from Yuzhou this time. What happened when I left Beijing?"

Jiang Yuanchang sighed, and replied: "It's just some trivial matters of the court, not a big deal."

Ye Lingwu didn't ask further.It's better not to know about court affairs.

The room was silent for a long time, so long that the two of them almost forgot about each other's existence, and each was lost in thought, only then did Jiang Yuan say lightly: "It would be fine if I didn't enter the palace, maybe I could live more comfortably, but if I didn't enter the palace, I I'm afraid I won't meet you again in this life, and I feel regretful thinking about it like this."

Ye Lingwu's expression froze, and she murmured: "Life is full of regrets everywhere. If I can choose again, I hope you will not enter the palace."

In the past, she always complained that she would always be the one who was abandoned, but after hearing Jiang Yuan talk about the reason why she disguised herself as a man since she was a child, she realized that she suffered far less than she did.

Born in a famous family, but suffering from patriarchal pain, he was regarded as the lone star of the gods by his father since he was born, and he was thrown in Daiyue Town to destroy himself. Do not go to Huainan.

During those years of living in the Jiang family, she lived for the deceased eldest son Jiang Yuan, including what she experienced now, was forced on her by Jiang Fu.

Obviously life was extremely unsatisfactory, but she never resisted.

Ye Lingwu often thinks of her and feels heartbroken for her, and always wants to treat her better, even better, so that Jiang Shiwei won't feel how tired life is.

(End of this chapter)